The Strongest System Chapter 178: This day will belong to me (thanks to the lead of Steven0625)

"It's him ..." At this moment, Zong Hentian looked at the standing figure of Nine Firmaments Sect, his expression changed.

"Who is he?" Lin Fan asked.

"He is a Heaven's Proud Disciple(s) from Nine Firmaments Sect, and he is very powerful. I have seen it once in Forbidden Area, and it is very strong." Zong Hentian in the heart is also a bit out of order now.

I didn't notice it at first, but now I remember the name.

In the First game, Saint Sect defeated greatly, which had an impact on the momentum of Sect. Originally, Zong Hentian wanted to win the second game and win a stable game. However, depending on the situation, I am afraid it is not so simple.

"apprentice brothers, I didn't win." At this moment, Chou Tianran bowed his head, his expression was a little low, apparently he was lost and grieved, and at the same time he felt helpless when he hit Xin Feng in First.

"Junior Brother, don't blame yourself. This Xin Feng is afraid that only Martial Uncle can fight against it. If you have the courage to fight against him, it is the greatest victory." Zong Hentian said.

"Well." Chou Tianran looked at Zong Hentian and then nodded, "Senior Brother, the next game is you, keep it up."

Zong Hentian nodded, I'm not sure about this.

Lin Fan looks at Feng Xiaoling over Nine Firmaments Sect. With the current strength of Zong Hentian, it is difficult to win this game, the chance is very small.

The strength of this Feng Xiaoling, although not as good as this Xin Feng, is also a powerful character of one.

Special.

Lin Fan is getting more and more angry. This Saint Sect is embarrassing. Compared with other Sect, how weak are they like.

But after thinking of Mie Qiongqi, Lin Fan can understand it.

If there is no mistake in this Mie Qiongqi, I am afraid that it is invincible in Heaven's Proud Disciple(s).

Even if this Xin Feng is not its opponent, now this Mie Qiongqi made mistakes and was tamed by himself and could not participate in the competition, then naturally nobody can crush the opponent.

"Brother Wu Ya, although this Feng Xiaoling is not as good as my Disciple(s), but it is also the best Heaven's Proud in Sect. I am afraid that your Disciple(s) is also the loser." Liang Yichu said with a smile.

Wu Ya glanced at Sect Master and saw that Sect Master looked mild and calm. He was not affected by the loss of Disciple(s). He also sighed, "Whoever loses and who wins, maybe, Brother Yichu, don't overturn in the gutter. "

"It's impossible." Liang Yichu waved his hand, this person still don't think too much. With their cultivation base, who is strong and who is weak is clear at a glance.

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"Hate, how many layers do you have to win?" Lin Fan asked.

"Layer 3." Zong Hentian hesitated for a moment, and finally gave the greatest possibility.

Zong Hentian is not a humble person. If he wins steadily, he will not be so worried, but the key point is that he is really not sure now.

In Forbidden Area, Zong Hentian has not played against it, but has seen the opponent's shot, naturally know how strong the opponent can be.

"This Martial Uncle will allow you to win steadily, but you will have to suffer a bit." Today, this finale, although it is itself, but it is not good to lose even two games, anyway, it will come A draw.

"Martial Uncle, as long as I can win, I can bear any kind of suffering." At this moment Zong Hentian looked at Lin Fan with excitement. As long as he could win, he could bear even the great suffering.

Lin Fan looked at the determined face of Zong Hentian, and finally nodded, then beckoned, "Come, you surround us."

Other Heaven's Proud Disciple(s), although they do n’t understand what Martial Uncle Lin means, they eventually listened to their command and surrounded Lin Fan and Zong Hentian to prevent the outside world from seeing the situation inside.

At this moment Lin Fan tears off the sleeves, "Come, put it in your mouth, don't shout."

At this moment, Lin Fan is about to start a killing ring.

"Lifting Egg Foot" has two kinds of effects, First has the effect of making people lose their combat power instantly, and another kind of effect is the lack of heavy blows, which puts the opponent into a state of insanity, Full Firepower.

However, although the effects of these two are different, the pain can be said to be exactly the same.

Zong Hentian saw Martial Uncle Lin look so serious, and finally took a deep breath, put the sleeves in his mouth, and then heavy nodded, signaled Martial Uncle Lin to come.

"Lin Fan said.

Zong Hentian immediately spread his legs without hesitation.

At this moment, there is a slight change in the look of Lin Fan's produced, and both eyes stare at the crotch of Zong Hentian.

The brain works instantaneously, starting to calculate, angle, force and other factors.

Zong Hentian Forehead exuded a little sweat, not because of the pain, but because he was too nervous at the moment. He didn't know what Martial Uncle Lin was going to do to himself?

What can you do to make yourself win?

But looking at the serious expression of Martial Uncle Lin, he knows that this method must not be simple.

"Okay, hold back." At this moment, Lin Fan's eyes flickered, No More Descendants's feet carried the Supreme power, cut through layer upon layer Void, and struck the crotch of Zong Hentian.

"Bang ..."

The dull voice sounded at this moment, and Zong Hentian's body shuddered, as if the whole person was choking.

Zong Hentian originally had a slightly ruddy face, suddenly turned red, and had blue veins on his neck. There were bloodshot layer upon layer in his eyes, and even his breathing began to become sharp.

Zong Hentian slowly took out the sleeves in his mouth, then his legs were brought together, his body was slightly distorted, his mouth was open, as if there was a lot to say, but he couldn't even say a word.

"Okay, hold back, hold on to this anger, rush up and kill the other side." Lin Fan knows that Zong Hentian must be hurting at the moment, but if you want to win, you must hold back.

"Please come on stage," shouted ordinary Elder.

Feng Xiaoling carries a smile on his mouth, and floats gracefully on the stage, with long hair Piaopiao, with a handsome face, a flick of his fingers, and a folding fan silently opening in his hand.

This aura, this posture makes countless people feel ashamed.

Saint Sect female Disciple(s), although it should be Sect keep it up, but now seeing this Feng Xiaoling like a male god, is also fascinated.

"Good-looking boy." Lu Mingyang sat on the stage and sighed.

Liang Yichu heard a smile when he heard, "He is the First in this style, and the ideal companion in the hearts of countless female Disciple(s). He has both strength and appearance, perfect Disciple(s)."

Looking at Liang Yichu so confused, Supreme Elder Wu Ya glanced at Lu Mingyang. Isn't this raising the spirit of others and destroying their prestige?

Lu Mingyang looked helplessly at Wu Ya Senior Brother.

At this time, Zong Hentian is here.

It's just a startling scene.

Zong Hentian legs close together, as if there are problems with the legs, it is very difficult to walk to the stage, the funny look makes Supreme Elder Wu Ya, the old face is black, some can not bear to look straight.

Shame, Sect's face has all been lost.

"Brother Wu Ya, this Sect Disciple(s) playing position is strange, rare in a thousand years." Liang Yichu said with a laugh.

"Haha ... is that guy sick?" Heaven's Proud Disciple(s), one by one of Nine Firmaments Sect laughed and pointed at Zong Hentian and laughed.

"This Saint Sect is really talented."

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At this moment, Zong Hentian feels that he can only relieve his pain by holding his legs together.

For the method of Martial Uncle Lin, Zong Hentian has not experienced any difference at this moment, except for the pain in the crotch, there is no bonus.

But he believes Martial Uncle will not lie to him.

Martial Uncle Lin told himself.

The moment I stand with my legs straight, this day will belong to me Zong Hentian.